William Shakespeare

We bodged again, as I have been a swan
With bootless labor swim against the tide
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We bodged again, as I have been a swan
With bootless labor swim against the tide
And spend her strength with overmatching waves.

If this is a crush, then I don't know if I could take the real thing if it happens.

If this is a crush, then I don't know if I could take the real thing if it happens.

I cannot give thee less, to be called grateful.
Thou thought'st to help me, and such thanks I give
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I cannot give thee less, to be called grateful.
Thou thought'st to help me, and such thanks I give
As one near death to those that wish him live.

With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.

With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.

O, how thy worth with manners may I sing
When thou art all the better part of me?
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O, how thy worth with manners may I sing
When thou art all the better part of me?
What can mine own praise to mine own self bring,
And what is't but mine own when I praise thee?